Story can be found here: http://steamcommunity.com/app/359320/discussions/0/152390014777805902/
These events are based upon actual experiences in the system mentioned. Some events have been dramatised for benefit of the reader.

CMDR Steyn

I know him, yes. Met him under some rather interesting circumstances to tell you the truth. I was a dock worker at Benyovszky Ring in HR 7793 when our paths first crossed, or rather collided. I'll never forget that day, klaxons blaring, smoke and fire, hot metal scraping over the landing bay floor, blood… so much blood. Even now I can recall the smell as clear as day. The station sounded the alert, "Ship in distress, coming in hot and fast". Later heard Control had considered blasting him to bits in fear of damage to the Ring.

Luckily they didn't. They only had his transponder code to identify him with, his radio was down, life support offline, thrusters barely firing, hull integrity down to levels that would make a mechanic cringe... His saving grace was that he had departed from Benyovszky Ring earlier that day so the system recognised him as a clean CMDR. His Transponder blipped on and off as he had rebooted his ship a few times to regain thruster control, but somehow he managed to align a trajectory to the mail slot with enough control to clear the edges. The tiny Sidewinder slid sideways into the station, and then the thrusters gave out for the last time. The ship came crashing down on the bay floor and skidded to a burning halt. A second later the automated fire suppression system sprang to life and doused the ship in foam as we rushed over to assist.

It was a sight, let me tell you. The canopy was blasted open, bullet holes and scorch marks riddled the hull, and not an inch seemed to have been spared the barrage that caused this damage. I reached the cockpit first and saw him there, covered in blood, his flight suit ripped where shrapnel had blasted through. It looks like the Nano material did its job in sealing the hole, but he had lost a lot of blood and was in all likelihood losing more by the second. I reached in and released his safety harness and was pulling him forward. I could see his eyes behind the blood on the inside of his visor, they looked cold but alert. He grabbed my arm and then looked over to his left, at the information panel and tried raising his hand to point. I told him not to worry as I hauled him out of the wreckage. The medical crew had arrived by this time and I was lowering him to them, I looked at him again and said, "I'll take care of it CMDR, you're in good hands now.

The medical crew took him away and I figured he was done for, with all that blood, staining the inside of the cockpit. I climbed into the Sidewinder, or what was left of it as I needed to shut down the systems and get any relevant information from the computer I could. If he survived he was going to have some medical bills to pay so his account info might be needed at the medical ward. I flipped the auxiliary switch to draw power from the station via the induction ring in the floor and the Info display flickered to life...

I almost choked on my own tongue when I read over the display. I had to do a double take as I couldn't believe my eyes at first but there it was. Bounties... so many bounties to claim. I looked at his Combat rank, Harmless. How could this be? I opened up the Star port Panel and decided to cash in his Bounties for him as his account balance was a bit grim to say the least. The credits rolled in as the bounties uploaded... 300K, 500K they just kept on going... 1M, 1.5M... It was unreal to watch... then it finally settled and his account showed 2.2M credits. Blip... a notification popped up and I couldn't help opening it. It read something along the lines of "Congratulations CMDR, the Federation of Pilots are pleased to inform you that your Combat ranking has improved from Harmless to Competent..." and some other stuff not worth remembering. This lad had left the Ring earlier that morning, in a mostly Stock second hand Sidewinder with barely enough credits to his name to take a girl to dinner and here I was sitting in what was left of that ship, looking at an impressive feat, the likes of which the bards of old Sol would have sung praises of for generations. At that point I was really hoping he pulls through. I would love to shake the hands of a legend in the making. CMDR Steyn

I popped into the medical ward after my shift was over and learned that he was going to pull through. I gave the staff his details and told them to move him to a private room once out of ICU and to let me know when he comes to.
About a week later he was out of ICU and I could have a chat with him. I met him in recovery where he was having a chat with a cute nurse who was assisting him in his rehabilitation. Took quite a knock and I reckon he was still a bit banged up. We talked about what had transpired to land him up in such a spot of bother and he told me it was he who went looking for trouble.

I learned of his past, growing up in the Venetic system to a single father, mother having died during child birth. How his father made a decent living as a Miner until one day while mining the Mineral rich rings around the nearby planet, right here in HR 7793, that he was ambushed and ruthlessly murdered by greedy Pirates looking for his haul. I heard how as an orphan he was constantly shuffled around between foster families and always getting into trouble, fighting bullies, standing up for weaker kids. I enquired where he learned to fly and he said on simulators, working as a janitor at the local Federation Pilot Academy where he would indulge his fantasies of piloting his own ship after hours. Apparently he saved up enough to finally buy a second hand Sidewinder and began running courier missions for the Federation. Having saved up enough to outfit some blasters and a proper shield he set off on his vendetta.

Now they say that "He who sets out for revenge should dig two graves" and seems he was fully prepared to make that Sidewinder his coffin on his pursuit for vengeance, which was almost the case. He refuelled at Benyovszky Ring and set off towards rings around the nearest planet, where the remains of his father are still probably floating among its rings. His objective... kill as many Pirates preying upon the innocent miners as he could before joining his father among the asteroids. He had flipped through the waypoints and selected a Hazardous Extraction Site and dropped out of Super Cruise near the beacon and began flipping through the ships he could find within range, looking for the tell-tale blips of Pirates trying to maintain a low signature.

Let me tell you, I was hanging on his every word as he recounted the events that transpired, almost like you are now as I retell this extraordinary tale.
So the first blip turns out to be a Diamond Back Scout, another bounty hunter prowling for the same quarry. They had exchanged some banter, and decided to team up. They settled on a solid strategy, the DB would target the hostile and lay waste to their shields while CMDR Steyn would harass them with his nimble SW to keep their focus off the DB. Their objective was to share the bounties, but CMDR Steyn knew he probably wouldn't make it out alive, nor did he want to.
The first call for distress came from a Type 6, desperately trying to navigate around the asteroids as he tried to flee a hail of blaster fire from two Eagles. A moment later the two intrepid Bounty Hunters descended upon the scene. With two new players in the deadly game of cat and mouse the Eagles broke off their attack on the T6 and instead focused on the DB, being the larger threat of the two. Its Beam laser turrets and Gimballed Auto Cannons made quick work of their shields and CMDR Steyn pelted them with blaster fire as they struggled to focus on both. It wasn't long before the bounties logged to their Wing and the Pirates were consigned to an icy grave.

Sure enough, attacks against miners was coming thick and fast as opportunistic Pirates just couldn't stay away from the easy pickings and the Miners couldn't stay away from the ripe harvest of rare minerals.

One by one the Pirates succumbed to the Duo, who attacked from different sides, keeping their distance from each other between fire fights to give the impression that they we operating independently, thus luring the Pirates into thinking they could easily take either of them on... but combined they were a force to be reckoned with. The DB whittled them down and the SW went for the jugular when they were exposed. CMDR Steyn did high speed strafing runs, focusing all his fire-power on the enemy's cockpit as they were at the apex of their turns to face the slower DB again. His attacks came out of nowhere, accurate and deadly, catching the preoccupied Pirates by surprise every time. He even managed to net a kill that way against the CMDR of a Python, leaving its cockpit on fire as it drifted lifelessly into the surrounding asteroids where it was bashed around and crushed... no matter how the Pirate ship's reign of terror was ended, the bounties kept rolling in. CMDR Steyn wasn't even focusing on that. Darting in and out of combat landing most of the killing blows, sometimes close enough to see the face of the other pilot as he sent volley after volley of death into them, revelling in the fact that his face was the last thing they would see on their way to an unforgiving death.

After a while they were assessing the damage to their own ships. Systems were pushed to breaking point, overheating under the continued pressure. Shields were beginning to flicker and recharging was slow. Hulls had taken their fair share of punishment in the exchange of fire between good and evil. Cracks were beginning to show in the canopy as the old Sidewinder's space-frame was constantly twisted in high G manoeuvres and sustained firing had drained the capacitor numerous times and its age was beginning to show. But CMDR Steyn couldn't stop... Not after having tasted blood... Pirate Blood. He begged the CMDR of the DB to stay for one more fight, then another... and another... and against his better judgement he agreed, having most of their joint bounties tied to CMDR Steyn who logged the most death blows. His Auto Cannons were stored, having run out of ammo hours ago, but lasers, those would continue to work for as long as there was power and right up until their warranty expired.

Their picking had been fairly easy, many Eagles, Cobras, Vipers, a few Diamond Backs, a flight of Vultures and few slow and heavy Pythons. Nothing their strategy couldn't handle easily. Pirates are notoriously predictable, favouring fast, manoeuvre fighter class ships with some big guns. Get them out of their comfort zone and their systems tend to overheat as they are pushed to the limit already. Big guns make for easy intimidation of a heavily laden miner in a Type 6, but a coordinated Duo with a decent strategy caught them off guard time and time again. If you're a Pirate in a fight, having to choose between your shields or your gun... odds are you choose the gun first and throw caution to the wind.

Then it happened... a Wing of 3 Condas dropped out of Super Cruise right on top of them, escorted by a Wing of 3 Vultures... The Pirate boss in the sector had gotten wind of some trouble makers in his back yard and decided to pay them a visit in a show of force. As soon as they dropped their Hard Points deployed. They opened fire and spread out, to form a dome of fire boxing the Duo in with death raining from above and a thick asteroid ring below making escape a literal choice between a rock and a hard place. Their luck had run out.

They targeted the Diamond Back first and with no chaff left to defend himself with he was a sitting duck as the Anaconda's turrets had no trouble locking onto the larger ship. The Vultures locked onto CMDR Steyn and closed in quickly. Two missiles hit an instant later and while the shields held the damage at by it sent him spiralling and struggling to regain control as the thrusters fired all round trying desperately to level out with flight assist still on. Spinning towards the asteroids below CMDR Steyn figured to himself that this must be it, the day he would join his father's eternal resting place. By now the pulses of laser fire had depleted what little was left of his shields and auto cannon rounds were pelting the hull like hail in a storm. CMDR Steyn recalls the last transmission from the Diamond Back, "You fool... you've doomed us bo...". He could see the explosion out of the corner of his eye as he was hurtling towards the hard cold rocks below, but didn't care too much. His initial scan of the Diamond Back had revealed that the CMDR was wanted in numerous systems for crimes ranging from Slaving to Assassination of corporate targets. He wasn't some innocent do gooder protecting the miners, he was there to make a quick buck and knew the risks. Figured there would be no time left to lose any sleep over it anyway.

He recalls alarm after alarm going off as system after system was failing under the concentrated fire from the Vultures. Boom... there was another rocket explosion that shook the ship violently and blew the canopy apart, that's what sent the shrapnel flying everywhere. That was the last thing he remembered before he blacked out. A stream of blood went spiralling into the cockpit, or rather it stayed put and the cockpit was spiralling around it. Anyway, it went all over the place, that's for sure, it was so bloodstained it would never be the same hue again. Then the fire started. The Reactor was overheating and and the Ship shut down. To the pursuers the fireball and transponder going cold must have looked like their job was done. Anyway, the asteroids below would provide a sure death for an out of control ship and they broke off pursuit.

Sometimes lady luck stops smiling down upon you... and that's when you hope you stockpiled enough Karma to see you though, I guess. As a Dock Worker I don't really need a lot of luck or karma, but as a ship pilot, skill gets you only so far, and sometimes you need to rely on forces beyond your control, be it trusting your gut before taking a job, or that luck is on your side. Who knows for sure, maybe CMDR Steyn sent enough bad guys to an early grave that day to get a fair share of Karma on his side, but someone or something was looking out for him that day. I've personally never heard of a ship without control of any kind, careening through an asteroid field and coming out the other side, until that day. I'm sure it got a few bumps and scrapes along the way but nothing as bad as the damage from the missiles did. I figure the saving grace was that this wasn't an asteroid field, but a planetary ring, as they're not nearly as thick. Just a thin disc of maybe 2 Km's at most. Still, lucky to have made it through in one piece.

His ship must have rebooted and run its emergency sub routines soon after as it did its best to regain control and extinguish the fire. With the alarms going off again CMDR Steyn was jarred back into consciousness and must have been surprised to find the ship had levelled off and was struggling to maintain flight assisted control.

The message hung on his visor display... "Life Support: 6:45 Remaining"

Being blown up is one thing, getting crushed to bits by the asteroids while knocked out is also fine... dying helplessly of asphyxiation... that wasn't going to happen. Your adrenaline levels spike, your survival instinct kicks in you decide, "Not like this".

Loosing blood, concussed and barely able to focus CMDR Steyn fumbles at the System panel to do a stock take on what is still working.
Canopy - Offline, that one is obvious Life support - Offline, the flashing message on his visor must have been a constant reminder of that one Thrusters - Online, but badly damaged Weapons - Gone Frame Shift Drive – Offline… that was a problem Scanners - Offline, no comms now, help wouldn't arrive in time anyway Cargo Scoop... Surprisingly Online? Turned that off first to save power. Power System - Barely operational Shields - No longer an option with the power output.

First thing was to get the FSD online, without that he'd have been a dead man. Fortunately ships contain a last ditch attempt to fix damaged systems by butchering and re-routing power via other pathways to get critical systems like the FSD and Thrusters online again... Thing is, you have to completely shut down and reboot the system to get it done, which takes valuable time. The system had started up by itself once before, so he flipped the switch and hoped for the best.

He said it felt like an eternity for the system to go through the boot up. All he was thinking of was if he had done enough to avenge his father's death... Looking at the panel again, he saw what he wanted...

FSD. . . . . Online.

Without skipping a beat he locked in on nearby (relatively speaking of course) Benyovszky Ring and hit the button for Super Cruise. The FSD slowly started charging...

Life Support: 4:34 Remaining...

Slowly... Sending shudders throughout the ship that was barely staying together.

4:07 Remaining...

Almost... there...

It let out a hum and shot the ship forward at 30 Km/s and picking up speed... The ship kept drifting off course and CMDR Steyn had to lean hard on the stick to keep it heading to target.

3:22 Remaining...

Getting closer.

1:15 Remaining...

Almost there...

Safe to disengage. He must have felt such a relief as the Ring popped into his sight... but it was still about 9Km in a ship that makes a 1 legged dog look nimble. No comms, very little control and less than 1:00 min of air remaining in his life support. The Sidewinder was drifting like a crab, no thrusters on the left side and then the system shut down again and rebooted.
0:45 Remaining...

System back online and slightly more thrusters to work with he aimed for the mail slot and gunned it. As long as he could get inside, he stood a chance. Let me tell you, as a Dock Worker you see your fair share of banged up ships enter that slot. Inside is a basic atmosphere, kept in by gravity and the mail slot shield. If you can make it down to the pad, you're sorted for power and life support is no longer needed... if you can make it inside.
0:36 Remaining...

Drifting towards the slot, about 2 Km out and no way of telling the station his intention or status. At this point he didn't know if he was going to make it or if the station was going to blast him to bits to for appearing like a hostile or potentially damaging the station. The ship straightened out just enough and he flipped the flight assist to off... Momentum would carry him now, as he made minor "adjustments" using what little thrusters he had left.

0:21 Remaining...

Remember that Gut feel I mentioned before... This was the moment he knew it was do or die. Judging... probably more like hoping... that his alignment and rotation was as good as it was going to get, he slammed his hand down on the Boost switch. The ship leaped forward, emptying the last of the juice into the aft thrusters, hurling him towards the station at speed. Then the Power system overloaded, caught fire and shut down for the last time.

0:00 Remaining...

It's surprising how quickly you black out from a lack of oxygen. At this point his recollection is lost and I could fill him in on the details of his fortuitous arrival at Benyovszky Ring. The Ship, now completely dead, on fire and hurling towards the station was at least on target. He pulled off quite a feat, lining up that crippled mass of metal from more than a kilometre out. I guess he did a lot of dockings on those simulators late at night. But anyway. The Sidewinder lived up to its name as it came through the mail slot sideways... I did mention that it was a fireball by now. Once inside the ring, with no thrusters keeping it afloat gravity took over and it was pulled towards the inner wall and I could see it descending into my sector. It touched down like a butterfly on a flower, if you can imagine the butterfly was a 25 ton hunk of mangled steel and by touched down I mean crashed like a bloody stack of bricks. Skidded to a halt on landing pad 32 and was promptly extinguished by the fire protection system.

We had a good laugh about it and I told him about his bounty haul, 32 Confirmed kills and just over 2.2M Credits to show for it. It was a feat in itself. But he wasn't even that interested in the credits. That was 32 bloody Pirates that wouldn't be bothering anyone ever again and that made him grin and brought some warmth to those cold eyes of his...

Well anyway, I asked him if I could assist him with the insurance and refitting of a replacement ship. He gladly accepted my offer and I assisted with his purchase of a brand new Viper MK3, with one additional request… A custom paint job. He wanted a Pirate skull with a bullet hole between the eyes. I arranged it all from my Star Port tablet and went on my merry way.

A few days later the ship was ready and so was CMDR Steyn. He arrived at my landing pad and I took him to his new ship. I commented that thankfully this one didn't have any bloodstains in the cockpit and that he should keep it that like that, to which he replied, "No there will definitely be a bloodstain in the cockpit."

I looked at him and wondered what he was on about? Then he continued, "You're now looking at CMDR BloodSteyn, remember this name, tell any who are prepared to listen. Let them know that as long as I have breath left in my body, that no Pirate will ever be safe again."

He transferred a hundred thousand credits to my account as a gesture of appreciation for pulling him out, managing all his arrangements and keeping him company. He got into the ship, requested launch clearance and that's the last I ever saw of him as the Viper slipped gracefully through the mail slot and out into space... armed to the teeth and eager to deal death.

And true to his word, he's been hunting Pirates ever since. Last I checked he's reached Expert rank, banking huge bounties, regularly taking down Anacondas and the like, and on his way to making a quite a name for himself. I heard that he's owned quite a number of ships in his pursuit of Pirate scum. Changing often to keep them guessing. Did very well in a Diamond Back Explorer for a while and even took on a crew to pilot the fighters he's now equipped. One fellow told me of this Keelback, carrying a rich playboy on a luxury sightseeing trip that was jumped by some Pirates in a couple of Vipers, only to have it drop a fighter and unleash hell on them all guns blazing. I'm certain that was CMDR BloodSteyn sounds like his MO. Lure them into a supposedly easy target and pounce, I mean, when he's not actively hunting them at Resource Extraction Sites.

Apparently he comes back here to Benyovszky Ring often, where it all began. I've seen his name on the station manifest a couple of times over the years, but never bumped into him again. He likes keeping to himself. Mostly just loads up and heads to the same mining sites where he wreaks havoc on any Pirates he runs into. Probably testing out his latest ship, or new weapons before heading out into the expanse again.

Or maybe he's still hoping to join his father among the frozen asteroids, in eternal rest. But that is one bright soul that won’t be so easily extinguished... It will take the blood of many Pirates to drown out the fire that burns in that man, and good riddance to all those who've tried...